Della Bush's Love Story

Chapter 104 The Heaviness of Trust

Della had to ignore her boyfriend for a while because of her busy wedding preparations.It is said that Fred and George lived in their shop after only one day in the house before going to Diagon Alley.

Della had the opening invitation, written on very beautiful gold-lined cardstock, with the names of the Weasley twins dancing on it, and she kept her finger on Fred's for a long time until the word Struggling desperately to get out from under her fingers.

Everyone in the Bush family got invitations, even George.

As the groom, George has been reciting the vows he needs to say at the wedding these days, and his father also has to recite them. The two of them have been chanting words every morning since they woke up.

Mom, Lucy said sympathetically, "Your dad was never good at carrying things on his back."

Hana hugged a large pile of gold and yellow ribbons and said, "Hufflepuffs are not good at it." The two Hufflepuffs nodded together, and then looked at Gryffindor beside them.

Della: "Gryffindors aren't good either," she said firmly.

The three Bush girls sat at the dining table folding ribbons and tying bows.

Della said, "This is really interesting." They estimated that they would tie a thousand bows. "I thought the bow would tie itself just by waving a magic wand."

Lucy said, "Oh, there are people who can do that. But I don't know the spell."

Della was very interested in spells, she stood up and said, "Then I'll write and ask, maybe Hermione will know."

Lucy: "That bright girl, I remember she was a Muggle wizard."

At the Bush house, this was the first time Della heard the term "Muggle wizard".She asked in surprise, "Yes, her parents were Muggles. You never said that, Mum."

Lucy shrugged, "Recently, the newspapers have been talking about this every day, so I took a look."

Della wrote a note, tied it to the foot of the family owl Obama, and sent it to Hermione, before she went to find today's Daily Prophet on the sofa.

As a result, the newspapers were all talking about the recent wizard classification activities, and even the jokes were saying "Hi, I'm a Muggle wizard!" "Oh, I never knew!" Her husband, who had just admitted that he was a Muggle wizard, because he was going to the funeral of his Muggle relative.

The first edition stated that the campaign to classify wizards had "achieved promising results".

From the front page to the fourth page, there are photos of a group of fools who look like they are at a birthday party, laughing happily, and behind them are banners and slogans "Let's be honest" and "Recognize you Who is your daughter's boyfriend?" "Recognize who you want to be friends with in the future, become legal relatives, and let them appear on your Christmas table."

The eighth edition contains stories that are at first glance fabricated, such as a family named Polk living in rural Greenland, a 45-year-old witch with two sons who only recently learned that her husband was a Muggle wizard.She said in the report that "the moment I found out, I was really freaked out" "We never discussed this, I never knew..." "We met in school, I mean, who would have thought Woolen cloth?"

Lucy came over and saw it, shook her head and sighed: "Poor woman, she was cheated."

Della closed the newspaper. "Mom, this story is clearly false."

Lucy believed her, of course, but she said, "What are they making it up for? I mean, maybe there really is such a duped woman out there? There's nothing wrong with putting people on their guard."

"Of course it's not good!"

At the dinner table, Della lashes out at the recent spate of "machinations" at the Ministry of Magic and the "sinister intentions" of the Daily Prophet.From macaroni to ice cream, it was not until the strawberry and chocolate ice cream was served that she shut up and started enjoying dinner.

Because she asked everyone at the table to listen carefully, everyone can now speak freely.

Lucy had been trying to interrupt her just now, and now she sighed: "Della, you..."

Dad held Mom back. He winked at Lucy and said with a smile, "This is youth, just like us back then. Every young person will have this stage, but they will mature when they get married. Don't worry."

I don't know if my mother is also thinking about her youth, but she looks more relaxed.

Della swallowed a mouthful of strawberry ice cream, which contained strawberries, licked her lips and said: "But we can't categorize people! This is discrimination, and it will cause a series of problems. It seems to be mild now because everyone Just treat it as something in the newspaper, it has not appeared in our lives yet, but when it does appear in our lives, we will have to be forced to distinguish whether there is something wrong with everyone we know .”

"What's the question?" Hans asked.

Della: "For example, what kind of wizard is he? Are his parents Muggles? It’s not knowing, it’s very possible!”

Hana asked, "Why do they want to know this?"

Della: "For doing bad things!"

Hana: "What bad things would they do?"

Della: "A lot. Kill and set fire, steal, rob, and put innocent people in Azkaban."

Hana's eyes widened in horror, "Will they?"

Della: "It's only going to get worse."

Daddy Jack interrupted the discussion, "I think you've said enough. Della, I don't think things can get that bad, and there's the Ministry of Magic."

Della: "The Ministry of Magic is the biggest problem! They even kicked out Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Then the doorbell rang, and Lucy went to answer it, and they all heard her in the kitchen.

"Oh my God! Professor Dumbledore!"

The people at the kitchen table immediately stopped talking, and they all stood up and walked over.

The familiar voice really appeared in their living room.

"I hope I'm not being too presumptuous, Lucy, your devil's bougainvillea is growing really well," said Dumbledore, smiling, holding a present in his hand.

The devil's bougainvillea was the one that grew over the front fence, and it grew so thickly that it grew taller than the Bush house.

Its intimidating name is actually a very gentle garden plant.

"Principal," Della said nervously.

"Oh, Della, it's nice to meet you. Hans, congratulations to you and Peppa, you will be very happy." Dumbledore handed the present to Hans, he couldn't speak any nervous words, and finally jumped up Say a sentence: "Would you like some ice cream, Mr. Principal."

Dumbledore: "I'm not the headmaster anymore, you can call me a professor. And, yes, I'd love to taste the ice cream, but wait a minute, can I talk to Della first? Mr. Bush and Mrs. Bush?"

Both Jack and Lucy were taken aback. They looked at the principal and Della, and Jack asked, "Professor, did Della make trouble at school?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "No, Della is a very good student, very good, and I have no doubt that she will have some great achievements in the future."

Della blushed.Dick stared at her very suspiciously, as if he wanted to find something extraordinary in her.Little sister Hana looked at Della adoringly.

Jack and Lucy immediately relaxed.

Dumbledore said: "It's just that I need her to do me a little favor personally, and I won't waste too much of her time."

Jack: "Of course, Professor, you can use the living room."

Della said at once, "No, I want to go upstairs, to my room."

Lucy hesitated, but she agreed: "Okay, then I'll prepare tea for you to come down and enjoy."

Della led Dumbledore to her room. Before opening the door, she suddenly remembered what it looked like in the room, which made her hesitate.

Dumbledore stood politely behind her all the time, and said with a smile: "You know, this reminds me of when I was a child. At that time, my family lived on the hillside, and there was a yard planted with devil roses. , I live on the second floor. Once, I was looking for my socks and found them in my cup.”

Della was amused, and suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with the room being messy, and the principal would definitely not mind.

She pushed open the door and saw the half-drawn curtains, the crooked lampshade of the desk lamp, textbooks and shoes all over the floor—of course they were not placed in pairs, and there were piles of clothes at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, they were mixed with pillows and blankets. Tangled together, with the cauldron and scales behind the door, the trunk half under the bed and half exposed.

She walked over and kicked the suitcase inwards, then moved the chair over to ask Dumbledore to sit down, then pulled the blanket on the bed more than nothing, and then sat on the bed, "Professor, please sit down."

Dumbledore walked in smiling all the way in, his blue eyes sparkling.He was very polite and a very gentleman.If the room hadn't been so messy, Della would have misunderstood that he liked the arrangement of the room very much.

"I hope I didn't startle you," said Dumbledore when he sat down.

"A little bit." Della nodded. He really surprised her when he came to the door suddenly. "But it's really good to have you here! I can't get in touch with you! I remembered something!"

Dumbledore immediately leaned over very seriously.

In a low voice, she said something about giants and Inferi and werewolves, and about Draco Malfoy putting Death Eaters in Hogwarts.

"He got a mission, the Dark Lord wants him to kill you!" Her voice became lower and lower, "His mother went to find Professor Snape, and Professor Snape promised to help him complete the mission!"

Dumbledore asked, "When did this happen?"

"Sixth grade! Assassination is sixth grade, and giant Infernal werewolves attack the school is seventh grade!" Della said, "They surrounded the school, attacked the school, made the school hand over Harry. The statues and armor in the school rose to protect the school gone."

Dumbledore said deeply: "That must be very dangerous." He said to Della, "That is the protection spell of Hogwarts, the most important protection spell, used against the enemies who come to attack the school."

He stood up. "Thank you very much, Della, this is very important."

Della also stood up, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "Really? That's great."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "But next time, maybe you can trust Professor Snape. I believe in his loyalty as much as you do. He is a loyal friend and a loyal soldier. This time, I guess you are Why didn't you tell him because he had something to do with it?"

Della nodded shyly, "I can't remember exactly what happened."

Dumbledore: "He told me right away. He knew it was very important, very important."

Della nodded: "Next time I will... tell him."

Dumbledore returned to Hogwarts after leaving the Bush house.All professors are still on campus this holiday season.

Dumbledore forbids the professors to leave the school, lest they be in danger.

Professor McGonagall stood at the castle gate to greet him, "Albus."

Dumbledore walked in. "It's good to see you, Minerva. I hope you're not too angry."

Professor McGonagall: "There will be some complaints, but they all believe you."

Dumbledore murmured, "It's too heavy."

He said, "I'll do it myself, Minerva, and it would be even better if you could ask the elves to prepare some sweets for me, and send them to the Headmaster's office, where Severus and I will be."

Professor McGonagall turned away and Dumbledore walked up the steps.The empty castle echoed his footsteps, low and firm.

The gargoyle in front of the principal's office jumped away and invited him in.

When Dumbledore came to the headmaster's office, the door was open, so he walked right in.

It was very lively here, and Fudge was sitting on the sofa farthest from everyone, warming by the fire, insisting that he had froze while on the road, because he always slept in the open.

Sirius wasn't here, just Moody and Snape.

Fudge has been looking at Dumbledore expectantly, but Dumbledore only greeted him: "Mr. Minister, how are you? If you need anything, you can ask Alastor to help you."

Then he and Snape went into the inner room.

Fudge is guarded by Moody.Even if Moody had kindly asked him if he would like a butter biscuit, he couldn't be happier.

"He told you all?" Snape asked.

"All right," Dumbledore said firmly.

Snape sneered: "Complete? This is probably the most difficult."

Dumbledore: "There are indeed giants in the Forbidden Forest, aren't there?"

Snape: "Yes, only one."

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